Your DeathA Poem by FayYou die in a rhyme!
A gloriously bloody death
Would be interesting to watch, And to see you gasping for your last breath, While I count the seconds with a glass of scotch. My hatred for you runs through my veins And your death entertains, When it couldn't when you were alive So, on your death I shall thrive. No one shall know Who was behind this- Your woe As the death kiss Finally hits you For that's my cue For my final exit An act so great, None shall forget! © 2013 FayAuthor's Note
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